I've Been Here Before

I stand in a place that I've been once before, A garden of sadness that's watered with tears, A plot in the earth where I made an exchange: I buried my hopes and gave birth to my fears - My hope that my prayers and petitions went through; That life could be spared, that death could be stopped. My fears that my pleadings would each go unheard, That living the way that I knew would be dropped. - By stating I've been here one time in the past I meant that I come here each day of my life My heart comes and walks on this pathway of grief To sort through the tangles of innermost strife - My feelings are locked behind concrete and steel: I come to allow my mind freedom to think Some thoughts that are friv'lous more often than not, Can lift spirits high, then cause them to sink. - And try as I might, I'm unwilling to start Forgiving the treasures that from me death stole. That hole in the ground is a hole in my heart, A place where I buried a part of my soul. - The trip of a thousand miles starts with one step My trip from this place, though I'm trapped in a maze Will slowly and surely begin over time God helping, "Please help me! And straighten my ways." - by David C Rogers